books44 Chapter 292 Let's duel, tall guy!
Chapter 292 Let's duel, tall guy!
As dawn broke, Shen Qingqing had already stepped onto the yellow sand, struggling to walk through the boundless expanse of yellow.
Strange, I clearly saw a pyramid in the distance, so why haven't I arrived yet after walking for so long...?
Shen Qingqing wiped her sweat, roughly estimated the time when the sun would officially rise, and realized that she didn't have much time left, less than three hours.
Three hours later, the sun rose, and the high temperature combined with the lack of water was enough to turn her into a dark, dried-up worm.
After taking off her shoes and pouring out the sand that had gotten in, Shen Qingqing regretted wearing sneakers specifically for the sake of convenience during exercise.
If she wore high heels like Ge Yuan, she probably wouldn't have stopped to empty the sand after walking for a while.
Sigh... What a mess this is.
The air was still thick with fog and moisture in the early morning. The temperature difference between day and night in the desert was huge. She tightened the cloak she was wrapped in, thinking that she would settle down there temporarily after finding the pyramid.
Because she used the Insect Queen's ability to travel a short distance two hours ago, she is now a little exhausted, so her speed has slowed down considerably.
With a crunch, Shen Qingqing pulled out an energy bar and popped it into her mouth to chew. Hmm, it was a bit bitter, like a mixture of chocolate and neem leaves.
It's neither particularly delicious nor particularly bad; it's probably a reluctant measure to prevent the military Zerg from snacking on energy bars when they have nothing better to do.
Shen Qingqing chewed expressionlessly, feeling only a bitter taste in her mouth; her sense of taste had vanished.
The military-grade energy bars worked well; after taking them with water, I regained some strength, patted my bottom, and prepared to continue.
He stood up, then sat down again.
"Hey, who are you to dare cause trouble on my turf?"
Having experienced major events and matured, Shen Qingqing didn't even give a glance, sitting upright in place.
"I'm asking you a question. Is this your territory? Then sit down."
Just as he was getting ready to give this clueless fellow a good talking-to, the cloaked man suddenly stood up, startling him.
"You're really something, why are you so easily startled..." He stopped mid-sentence.
Shen Qingqing looked around and found no one.
A long, thin object poked her in the stomach.
Shen Qingqing lowered her head.
That's when they discovered the source of the sound.
The source of the voice had lost its previous tense tone; instead, it had become soft, weak, and gentle.
"You, hello... tall guy?"
The little boy, who was only 1.2 meters tall, spoke up weakly.
After thinking for a moment, Shen Qingqing blurted out:
"Hello, little dwarf."
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
The 1.2-meter-tall Gagar's face contorted in displeasure, his expression clearly showing his displeasure.
When has Emperor Ghazal the Great ever suffered such humiliation!
He is angry!
He wants a duel!
……
???
Shen Qingqing looked at the little kid in front of her, who was barely up to her chest, and pointed a straight stick she had picked up from the sand at her.
His voice was calm and collected, and upon closer listening, one could detect a hint of the arrogance characteristic of someone from the martial arts world.
"I challenge you to a duel in the name of Emperor Ghagal!"
The youthful voice lacked the naivety of a child, but rather the commanding presence of someone about to enter adulthood.
Shen Qingqing frowned and looked down, sensing that the child might be ill.
Just as I was wondering whether I should take out a couple of candies to coax him and try to get some information out of him, I heard that almost-adult voice come again:
"I want to duel with you!"
Standing up straight, Shen Qingqing, who was more than a head taller than Gagar, finally realized that the child might really be sick. Based on the principle of not bullying children, she accepted his challenge.
"Alright, I accept your challenge in Qingqing's name."
The reason for not mentioning the surname was to prevent the child from revealing the truth, so they simply omitted the surname and accepted the challenge using only the given name.
That child—no, he should be called a teenager.
The young man held a sharp longsword upright in front of him, the gleaming blade reflecting a bright light that illuminated his handsome, unwavering single eye.
His light green eyes were like tiny green dots half-hidden by sand in the desert, flashing a sharp light in the cold glare.
"excuse me."
The boy swung his sword in a flourish, creating a sonic boom as the air was sliced open, and then charged toward his opponent.
With a quick dodge, Shen Qingqing avoided his deadly attack. Gagar's eyes narrowed slightly, as if in disbelief.
Seeing Gagar lower his head, Shen Qingqing was about to say something when she heard a deep, magnetic voice.
He chuckled softly, "Heh, that's true. Only someone as strong as him is worthy of being my opponent."
The boy's green eyes, hidden beneath his black bangs, were filled with a sinister glint. He pulled a longsword from the sand with one hand and pointed it directly at Shen Qingqing.
"I hereby grant you permission to be my opponent. Come, let me witness your true strength! Hahahaha..."
"..." Shen Qingqing's face was cold and stern, and she did not say a word.
Gagar thought she was afraid, and a maniacal smile appeared on his face, a yandere grin spreading across his lips. He held his sword in one hand and covered his single eye with the other, peeking at her through his fingers:
"Are you afraid to be my opponent?"
Shen Qingqing: ...
If they weren't on Anubis, she would at least use his medical insurance to pay for his treatment.
Is this kid okay?
From Gagar's perspective, he stands majestically in the desert, the entire desert is his territory, he is the Sand King who is admired by all.
However, the reality is—
As soon as Gagar swung his small wooden stick, Shen Qingqing pressed his head down, overwhelming him with her absolute height advantage.
"That doesn't count! Let's play again!"
Enraged, Gagar shouted.
During the second attack, Shen Qingqing pressed her head down to create distance.
"This round doesn't count! Let's play again!"
the third time……
the fourth time……
After countless visits, Gagar was exhausted and slumped on the sand dune, still muttering, "This doesn't count as coming back."
"You lost, and you have to accept the consequences of your bet."
Shen Qingqing took out a lightsaber from her waist, and the pale blue lightsaber flashed with light that reflected on Gagar's face.
A shocked look appeared on his face. Gagard immediately dropped his little wooden stick and crawled toward the lightsaber in Shen Qingqing's hand.
Tears of excitement streamed from his mouth as he gazed at the lightsaber he had longed for with a dreamy expression.
This should be Emperor Ghagal's sword!
This is what a real sword should be!
"You haven't given up yet." Shen Qingqing knew that a child who could grow up under such harsh conditions must not be an ordinary person.
At the very least, he should know if there are any villages or similar places nearby.
We cannot let this opportunity slip by easily.
Gagar nodded hurriedly, "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, tall guy, could you...?"
He immediately became shy and awkward.
With a blush of satisfaction on his youthful face, he asked, "Could I... touch your sword?"
"No."
"Please, just touch it once, I won't get it dirty or damaged, please."
"I won't touch it."
Gagar gritted his teeth and offered an olive branch, "Tall man, if you let me touch this sword, I... I'll tell you anything! I'm even willing to be your follower!"
Shen Qingqing revealed a triumphant smile hidden under her cloak, but still maintained a reluctant attitude. "Alright then, you can only touch it once. I treasure my sword very much."